I'm speaking without words
I'm looking without eyes
Grabbing without hands
Living without a heart
To the path I chose
I don't know who took me ³
If the turns of life
Or if I took the turns
I hope that the words
That speak of loneliness
Look for a companion ±ante
And don't talk just to talk
Smoke runs through my veins
With a strong sweet smell
I haven't heard from you
And I've already lost the reason
I am afraid in oblivion
And anxiety kills me
In that time of distance
Live what is not given
I hope that when you come back
If you decide to come back
Come back with your head held high
So you can see it

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